A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

"We know that Junior Sister Yao, you were the one who killed her!"

The Xuanlang Sect disciple's eyes fell on the pink and jade-carved little girl.

Thinking about what Yan Ci said just now, it seems to make sense.

A kid like this shouldn't be able to kill people, right?

Under the gaze of everyone, the little guy responded with a calm face, and his childish voice sounded particularly clear.

"I killed it."

Zang Yunzhi raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that the little guy was really sincere, especially compared to the group of people from the Cang Yan Sect.

The stern words that he said just now that he believed that the little guy wouldn't kill people were not embarrassing. Instead, he looked at the little guy with admiration.

This also shows that the little guy is more decisive. In the future, when she goes out to explore, they don't have to worry about whether she will cause trouble for them because of her soft-heartedness.

In short, whatever the junior sister does is right.

"Master! Look, she admitted it. Junior sister died in her hands."

Venerable Yu Jue and the little guy looked at each other with round and clear eyes. The kid's eyes were as calm as water, not bloodthirsty, very clean, and even clearer than the eyes of his little disciple Zhi Yao.

"Why?" he asked.

The little guy blinked and thought for a moment, then said solemnly: "She..."

"My sister killed her to free her as soon as possible."

The young boy's cold and clear voice came from the side.

Zheli came together with the three-legged Golden Crow. Their eyes, one golden and one blue, were unusually harmonious.

The young boy threw a video recording stone in his hand and pointed it in the direction of Venerable Yu Jue.

"At that time, my sister and your junior sister fell into the demon world together. Your junior sister was caught by the demon clan. With Ji Zhu's cultivation, if my sister doesn't help her die a happy death, I'm afraid she will continue to live a life worse than death."

"This is the video stone where I recorded some things in the Monster Clan. You can watch it yourself."

He didn't lie, if his sister hadn't taken action swiftly.

If he takes action, then He Zhiyao may indeed be much worse.

She was scheming against her sister, and she even boasted that she wanted to tell her identity and publicize it widely. It would be too easy for her to end her with one knife.

Venerable Yu Jue looked at the video recording stone in his hand and directly input his spiritual power into it, activating the images recorded inside.

The scene in the video stone was instantly projected. Although it was a bit blurry, it could still be seen that one of them was Zhiyao, and there were several monk girls with her, who were locked in a dungeon in a harsh environment.

The picture flashed by, and it didn't last too long, but it was enough to prove that Zhiyou was trapped by the demon clan.

In fact, Zheli found this from the Loess Tribe guard after Zhiyao's death.

The reason why the picture is a bit blurry is because this very short picture was recorded twice.

In other words, the guards of the Loess Tribe recorded it, and Zheli recorded this short section with a video recording stone.

What I'm afraid of is that something like this will happen.

He was even prepared and asked several elders of the Loess Tribe to act out a scene in the second half of the video recording.

Sure enough, a candid camera angle was extremely blurry and it was not clear what he looked like, but he was definitely in the realm of the Monster Clan. Several people dressed as the Monster Clan gathered together and spoke in the dialect of the Monster Clan. He could probably understand a word or two. This sentence is talking about how to find more monk women.

Bei Wan looked at Zheli, his eyes full of surprise.

It seems that he didn't expect that Zheli would actually have this evidence, and Zheli is so good at it!

The excuse just mentioned had not occurred to her.

Bei Wan looked at the young boy, who also looked at her.

Originally, I was afraid that my sister, who couldn't lie or use the art of language skillfully, would think that what he told was a lie and would have some other opinions about him.

Now it seems that the way his sister looks at him seems to be a little bit admiring.

Break away from the heart.

"My junior sister is already in the middle stage of foundation building at a young age. She is not immune to the disaster. A child of her age is only foundation building at most. How can she escape from the demon clan! This is impossible. What you are saying is false. .”

As soon as the Xuanlang Sect disciple finished speaking, he noticed that the people from the Cangyan Sect looked at him somewhat strangely.

"She...Zhuji?"

Bai Jianzhi, who was hanging in the air by his collar, was the first to break the silence.

His tone was hesitant, either he suspected that the Xuanlang Sect disciple in front of him was a fool, or he suspected that he was a fool.

Of the two options, he chose the former.

The disciples of Xuanlang Sect are probably not fools!

The junior has already been a Jindan cultivator more than half a year ago, okay!

Foundation building...are you underestimating the abilities of the juniors?

The little girl with two little crotches did not defend herself, but asked the disciple: "What is your cultivation level?"

"It's the early stage of Nascent Soul!"

He became a disciple of Venerable Yujue at the age of 35. Now he is 48. In the early stage of Nascent Soul, he is already considered a genius.

"it is good."

The little guy responded, then patted the master who was holding her without explaining.

But as a master, Yan Fengmian still understood Bei Wan's meaning.

He let go of Bei Wan: "Go ahead."

The opponent is also a Nascent Soul, so if the little guy fights against the opponent, he doesn't have to worry too much.

Bei Wan stood in the sky, his small body like a small poplar, upright and arrogant.

"Then let's give it a try."

"Ha! Who doesn't know you! There are so many defensive weapons on your body, it seems like they are free, how can I beat you!"

Xuanlang Sect disciples also participated in the sect competition three years ago, so naturally they paid attention to this strange dark horse in the juvenile group.

It may be that this little guy is not powerful enough to activate those powerful offensive magic weapons, so he can only use defensive magic weapons that automatically protect the master.

Now, it's probably a sparring match, and a magic weapon is used, too!

"No magic weapon."

The little guy didn't seem to hear his sarcasm at all, and answered calmly and seriously.

"That's what you said!"

The Xuanlang Sect disciple's eyes were filled with joy and he immediately looked at his master.

Venerable Yujue glanced at Yan Ci and others who did not stop them, and then at his eager disciples.

He whispered, "Be careful."

"it is good."

Although the disciple of Xuanlang Sect answered like this, what he was thinking in his heart was that he was just a child, so what should he be careful about?

I didn't realize the intentions of Venerable Yujue at all.

Venerable Yu Jue just looked at Yan Fengmian helplessly and chuckled apologetically.

These disciples of his...

Although she is talented, she doesn't have a good relationship with him.

At that time, he wanted to protect Yan Ci, but because of his relationship with the sect, he was hesitant and did not really stand by Yan Ci. Although he was good in strength, he also stayed in the sect.

But after experiencing these things, he had more or less had some dissatisfaction with other sect elders.

Over the years, he actually didn't want to accept a disciple, but he was one of the strongest in Xuanlang Sect, so he couldn't accept him.

He also taught these disciples without reservation, but he was not so heart-to-heart.

If Master Yan Fengmian is resolute and resolute, and dares to love and hate, then Venerable Yujue is the opposite. Maybe he is suitable for cultivation, but not suitable for being a master.

"Cangyan Sect, Beiwan."

The little guy introduced himself very politely.

In her opinion, since the master and fellow disciples of the other party are also present, this is a competition, and the polite process must be followed.

The Xuanlang Sect disciple who was just about to take action was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, and saluted, saying, "Xuanlang Sect, Wu Feng."

Bei Wan nodded, indicating that he understood.

Seeing Wu Feng's first attack with the sword, Bei Wan decisively summoned the Zhuzhuo Sword.

The bamboo is unsheathed, and the scorching murderous aura is contained in the tough sword body. It is ready to attack at any time, cutting off all sword moves at any time, and...

The opponent's willingness to fight again.